POEM #1
POEM #1
The lunar moon of cruelty and fight
The sickness of this world and its spite
With kindness it shall be fought
With bravery we shall cross
But when the time comes there shall be blood
The blood which mixes with tears of grief
With tears of grief we shall cry
And cry we shall for times to come
But with time there shall be anew
Anew person of the same kind
The same kind and the same heart
The same love and the same thought
And the girl which sees the lunar moon
The moon which covers the girl to toe
The girl cries tears of blood
And blood causes tears of grief
Tears of grief to families alike
Guilt, Remorse and one alike
But there is only one who stands
Even after death we shall dance
Stars roam shines under the body
And the body defines the end of the story